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darlingpwease · 11 months

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(・・ ) ? Is that what you think?? 🤨🤨 Oh does it now?? /t a h,, I'd die again hhfksj It's weird cuz usually, the first few times I flirt back,, but I'm only used to it as something that happens rarely and stops after going back and forth a few times,, I'm not used to this kinda stuff often, so I now hide :'// I'm tormenting you?! Are you sure it's not the other way around?? So I'm not one then? Cool, I'm glad we're on the same page when the gaslighting is not included <33

Please lay off the blood diet really quick <//33 We can really talk this out!! Oh?? Hehe well I hope that those battles are intriguing~~☆ (,,¬ ¬ ,,)

Oh it is, is it?? I think it's both, honestly lol

I am proud to say that not only am I not a biorobot, but I humor does give intimacy too, so it seems to be very good and they can stay <33 /t

I know ice cream cake..? A waffle cake actually doesn't sound/look too bad, tbh.. same with napoleon cake, they don't look super sweet but to be fair, I could be completely off lol If it makes you feel any better, me too but thats besides the point <33

Because maybe thats what's happening?? 🤨🤨 I am innocent Dove :(( Maybe, but we will never know~ My favorite painting is "Puget Sound on the Pacific Coast" :DD I first saw it in art class a few years ago, and I just fell in love with it right away <33

/┬┴┬┴┤ (x_├┬┴┬ [Crime Scene because you KILLED ME AGAIN]

/Maybe, but that's for me to know 😌 However please be nice, at least sometimes <33 /t /j

-panna cotta

'uwu owo nooooo it's not like that!!!' of course, waffle cake, I'm sure that everyone is watching you tremble like a wet puppy with huge frightened eyes and thinking "oh my God, open the window let him breathe in, he doesn't seem to be breathing" /t /j /nsrs yes... so I will continue to use it<333 oh? are you suggesting I stop praising you?... I'm afraid you can't stand the constant teasing and bullying, so we'll work with you as you are~ *very dramatic gasp* see!!! even now you're still doing it!!! you dismiss my words and accuse me!!! you're doing it again!!! /t /j see? you're being playful again when you tease me; such a tsundere<3333 good good as you say in the end no tsundere will say that he is a tsundere especially as oblivious and tense as you~ /t

I know I'm going to regret saying this given your usual reactions but ??? my sweetest, but how can I give up the blood diet when I have such a blush-cheeked cutie like you next to me? tempter~... no one blames a spider or a mantis when they do what they have to<333... CHOMP- we can't; the peace will never be an option if it can't offer a benefit more than the opportunity to eat you >;333 /t /hj /affectionate oh hush, the gallery is quiet, the audience is watching and enjoying while the more eloquent ones are performing <3 /t /nsrs hehehe,,, cutie pie, cutie<33333 come here this innocent dove will kiss you—

of course; I would even say that it came before the onset. think about it: maybe if you hadn't decided to lie, the mosquitoes wouldn't have bitten you so actively, but your personality from the future has already committed a misdemeanor for which you are being punished today~ ... I guessed. after all, you're just a tired little bun<333

oh, wow!!! maybe one day we'll be close!!! I mean, close enough; after all, the fact that we have common writebabies, common jokes (only about you though /t /affectionate) and the fact that you and I have already reached hundreds of posts on one of the blogs together does not mean that we are close!!! /t /hj /pos actually

mmm? what do you mean "completely off"? that they're too sweet for you?... at first I sincerely wanted to answer, but now I realized that I want to make sure that I understand you before continuing, in case you manage to catch me, it would be disappointing to hunt you just so that I myself become prey shshhsshs /t /hj ... it's so good when a family has common interests and issues that concern all parties, I've heard it helps to DEEPEN the connection and become CLOSER /t /hj /apparently I'm really irresistible~ hehehe mwah♡

... I'm a dove... why do you call yourself a dove... are you faking an identity? are you trying to trick me? are you a criminal? that's it, that's it! we found a reason to stop making you innocent! now come with me, it will be fun for me, I guarantee<3333 no no we'll find out very soon >;333 mmm~ it looks very beautiful, but a little sad, especially with people who have to fight the storm. what is your favorite detail in the picture? waves? light? the forest? people?

/ It's okay, it's okay, I'm good at resurrecting people, so we'll do it ten more times and then we'll buy you a big enough closet<3333 mwah♡♡♡ /ht /affectionate

/ .. you don't have to sound like a cross between humility and pride, pamna. come on again, you sound too calm considering your usual reactions /t /j /nsrs but I'm nice! my honeypies will agree with me that I'm nice and pretty enough, so sometimes I'm like<3333 /t

#[📂] — voice from under the bed #❖.my jewelry #✮.panna cotta <3

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arya-skywalker · 4 years

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Something Old, Something New

Fossils and Aliens Sanders Sides AU

Note: Trying out a new AU. Please let me know if you want to see more! This could probably stand alone, but I have more ideas to explore if people are interested.

Virgil crossed his arms, leaning against a dead tree trunk and watching his friend dig in the sand. He stifled a laugh. Logan never liked getting dirty, yet here he was, wearing a tie now-covered in dust, kneeling on the ground.

“Are you going to help? Or just stand there and brood?” Logan demanded, looking up at him.

Virgil shrugged. “It’s hot out. I need the shade or I’ll wilt,” he said.

“If you took off your hoodie, you wouldn’t be sweating as much.”

“Says the guy who wears a tie to a dig site.” Virgil smiled sideways.

“Serious people wear neckties. I do have a reputation to uphold.” Logan adjusted his tie with a huff.

“A reputation, hm? And yet we’re in the middle of nowhere cuz one of your beeping machines said there’s some kind of old rare fossil thing hidden underground in the area.” Virgil stretched and reluctantly left the comfort of the shade to see if there was any progress.

Before Logan could open his mouth to protest, Remus barreled into view. “Hey, hey, hey! Guess what I found! There’s been like a butt-load of UFO sightings around here!” He skidded to a stop and waved his phone in their faces— too fast for either of them to make out what exactly he was trying to show them.

Logan gently nudged Remus’s arm away. “Preposterous. We do not have significant evidence for the existence of extraterrestrials. Every UFO sighting can be explained by some natural phenomenon— meteor showers, comets, even drones. Do not get your hopes up too high.”

Virgil shrugged. “I dunno, specs. Sometimes things can’t always be explained away. Like cryptids.”

Remus giggled and clapped his hands. “Oooh do ya think we’ll find any cryptids out here?”

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Cryptids are urban legends. They don’t exist either.”

Remus pouted. “Quit being a party pooper! One day you’ll see!”

Logan sighed. “I need to get back to work. Help me or stay out of the way,” he said, stabbing his shovel into the hard ground.

Remus shrugged and grabbed a shovel, digging along next to him. Unlike Logan, he loved getting dirty in all senses of the word. “Yo, just tell me to slow down or whatever so I don’t break any dino-bones. It is dinosaurs we’re after, right?”

Logan sighed. “It seems to be something from the Jurassic period, if the readings are correct. So yes, theoretically there is a high chance of a few dinosaur bones.”

Virgil stretched. “I’m gonna go grab some snacks and drinks. Hydrate or die-drate!” He did finger-guns, then wandered off.

By the time Virgil returned, the moon had replaced the sun in the sky. A full moon, and a beautiful arrangement of stars he has never seen back in the city. “You dorks find anything yet?”

Logan cleaned off his glasses. “Science cannot be rushed. We might be out here for days or weeks. Perhaps longer. It would, of course, be faster if we had more of a crew—“

“We don’t need a crew,” Remus interrupted. “The three of us against the world! We’ll be famous. We won’t need to listen to nobody!”

“Double negative,” Virgil and Logan said in unison. The three of them broke into a laughing fit, then paused, looking up at the night sky. There was an odd humming in the air, a ringing and thrumming.

Remus shot to his feet. “Aliens, aliens, aliens,” he chanted with a grin.

“It’s probably just someone blaring music...” Logan trailed off.

Virgil scoffed. “In the middle of nowhere? Dude, we’re miles away from the nearest gas station.” He froze, then dove towards the others, knocking them to the ground.

A colorful aura filled the air— blue and red and yellow. Once it cleared there were three odd-looking beings standing in the open area, each humanoid but clearly different species. One was reptilian in appearance, covered in gold scales with glowing eyes. Another looked somewhat like an elf, tall and regal, with glowing red markings over his skin. The third was a short blue creature with frog-like limbs, cat ears, and a rather fluffy tail.

The blue one hopped closer and grinned. “Greetings, earthlings!” He piped up. “We come in peace!”

“Goodnesss, Patton. You’re going to give the pathetic creaturessss a heart attack. We’re lucky they aren’t armed.” The reptilian one inspected his sharp nails.

“Forgive my rude companions,” the third one said. “We truly mean you no harm and we sincerely apologize for frightening you. I am Prince Roman.” He bowed with a flourish. “We would like to learn everything we possibly can about your culture!”

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfic #aryaskywalker writes #fossils and aliens au #ts all sides #alien roman #alien janus #alien patton

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the-cursed-prince-au · 4 years

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The Cursed Prince AU Novel: Chapter 10

The Cursed Prince AU Novel

Written By: Aayden (@Artistiarc), Ava(@askewdoodles)

Co-written By: Kieri (@blazian_scribbles)

Edited By: Melany (@nonsense.socialite)

Merry Christmas Guys, Gals, and Nonbinary pals! Even if you don’t celebrate Christmas I hope you enjoy the new chapter! Sorry it’s so short!

Chapter 10: He Cares

Patton gasped as he watched Logan disappear beneath the waves.

“No, no-no.” He searched for Logan’s dark blue clothing in the waves but saw nothing. Anxiety’s ears picked up the prince’s subtle whisper.

“Anxiety, go.” He practically jumped off of the dragon and pointed to the waves. His voice was hoarse as he pleaded to his friend.

“ANXIETY PLEASE SAVE HIM!” It took no hesitation for the dragon to run towards the water, faster than he ever had before. He dove into the waves, tucking his wings tight to his body. He knew he could see underwater from his pescetarian phase, but he couldn’t breathe underwater. He swam around, searching the water for the general. He saw Logan slowly sinking towards the sand. Anxiety grabbed him and paddled to the surface. As he broke through the water he spread his wings and took flight, clutching the general in his claws. Logan was coughing and struggling to breathe in the claws of the dragon. Anxiety saw this and dove towards the beach. He landed rougher than normal but continued to rest the sputtering Logan onto the sand. Patton had run over, still wincing, and knelt beside him.

“Logan, Logan are you okay?” Logan was alive and breathing, though it was visibly difficult.

“...can’t...breathe...” He choked, his eyes squeezed shut. Patton panicked, looking at the dragon.

“What do I do?” Anxiety pressed both of his claw in the sand and mimed a pressing motion. “O-okay.”

Patton placed both of his hands over Logan’s chest. He pressed down in quick beats over and over. He started to feel tears running down his cheeks as he pressed harder.

“Come on Logan.” He gave one final pump that flew Logan’s eyes open. The general sat up sputtering.

Logan coughed up salty water and clawed his stomach. His throat was burning and his lungs were gasping for air. His eyes were out of focus and he felt a numbing pain in his head. He was jolted by a sudden pair of arms flying around him. Patton’s sobs filled his ears.

“Are you okay? Why were you in the ocean! Logan you almost died!” He cried into his shoulder.

The memories came flooding back to him. He remembered what he had thought before being hit by the wave. He turned around, Patton letting go allowing him to move. Logan looked at Patton’s face.

“Logan?” The prince had a sore ankle, was covered in sand, and his shirt was wet from the hug. He was clearly in pain, but he asked about him.

‘He was looking for me. He cares. What am I thinking, people, care.’ He looked at his friend. ‘I almost lost another one.’ He felt his eyes well up. Patton looked more worried than before.

“Are you crying? Oh Thomas, Logan, what’s wrong! It’s okay, are you hurt? I can get a healer-” He was cut off by Logan wrapping his arms around his torso, sobbing.

“I’m so sorry Patton.” Patton returned the hug, savoring the rare moment.

“It’s okay Logan. There’s nothing to apologize for. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Those words reminded Logan of something important. He pulled away from the prince, hiccuping.

“No, I did. I failed. Look.”

He showed Patton his hands, closing his eyes in fear. He didn’t know how he would react to the bloodstain.

“There’s nothing there.” Logan stared at Patton. “Are you showing me how pruney your hands are? ‘Cuz yeah those are like raisins.”

Logan looked at his hands. The red was gone, all that was left was his raw pruney hands.

“No, well I guess there’s nothing there, but Patton I need to tell you something.”

“Are you sure? I think you need to rest, you look exhaust-”

“Roman’s dead.”

This was met by silence. Patton’s worried face fell. It went blank like he was processing this information. Anxiety turned away, hating to hear the words out loud. Logan searched the prince’s face for a reaction. He was beginning to panic.

“Patton are you okay? I’m so sorry the cure didn’t work h-he didn’t get it in time.”

Patton stood up.

“Where.”

“What?”

Patton looked down at Logan, kneeling in the sand.

“Where is he.”

“The potions shop at the edge of town.”

“Let’s go.” Patton started to walk towards Anxiety.

“Patton he’s gon-”

“He can’t be. I won’t believe that. We’re going to that shop, we’re going to see Roman, alive. Let’s go.”

Patton hops onto Anxiety’s back and waits for Logan. He staggers through the sand to the dragon.

“Hold on.”

Anxiety takes a running start and leaps off the ground, wings pumping. Logan latches onto Patton, who was silent. They flew over the path Logan took to the beach, staying close to the trees. They land in a small opening in the woods and the dragon walks the rest of the way. He stops when the trees start thinning out.

“This is as far as he can go. We’ll walk from here.” Patton slides off of the dragon and starts limping towards the town.

“Wait, Patton, you can’t walk that far, here I’ll carry you.”

“Logan you almost just drowned, you are in no condition to carry anyone. I’m fine- or at least I will be when I see Roman.”

“Patton…”

The prince kept limping forward. Logan sighed and walked alongside him. They slowly made their way to the small cottage at the edge of the town. The general guided Patton through the firebugs to the door. The prince knocked on the wood and waited.

“Patton I really can’t come back here, I’m sorry but he’s gone.”

“Logan, I’ve known Roman for years. He used to talk about how he would die in an epic battle for ultimate peace, and he would be the final sacrifice. He said he would never settle for anything less, and even at his funeral, we were to never mourn him but tell his legacy. Granted, he also said he wanted his ashes to be switched out for gold dust but that’s not the point. I would have to see for myself that Roman was killed by, what a mushroom?!”

“Actually it was from drago-” He was cut off by the door slamming open.

Standing in the entrance was Gerald, who started frantically talking.

“Remy did you find him?!”

“I’m sorry, I’m not Remy.” Patton calmly responded.

“Oh, Prince Patton it’s just you...PRINCE! Oh my goodness pardon me I was expecting someone else.” He tilted his upper torso halfway to bow, gripping onto his cane for balance.

“No need for that sir. I’m here for Roman, my knight. I heard he’s here.”

Gerald looked up at him.

“How did you know?”

“Hello, Gerald,” Logan spoke from behind Patton, clothes dripping onto the welcome mat.

“Ah, you heard from Logan. LOGAN!” His sudden yelling startled Logan again.

“Y-yes?”

“Come quick! You too Prince! I sent out Remy to look for you but he hasn’t come back yet.” He ushered them inside and knocked on the door.

“Uh, Gerald, you said Remy left?”

“Yes.”

“Um, then who’s going to open the-”

The hallway flooded with light, the general squinted and covered his eyes.

“Hey, guys.” A hoarse voice spoke from inside the room. Logan felt his heart stop. He slowly lowered his hand, his eyes adjusting to the light. He saw the person standing by the door. The man was wrapped in a blanket, his hair pulled back from his face with a headband. His skin was still pale, but with a significant amount more color than before. He had bags under his eyes and a soft smile on his face. Logan didn’t trust his eyes.

“Is that…”

Gerald walked into the room and stood beside the man.

“This is why I sent Remy to look for you. Roman woke up.”

#Cursed Prince AU Novel #Chapter 10

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advice4smartgirls · 7 years

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This is a situation that has really made a mess of me and confused me so i apologize in advance if its hard to kind of follow. i went to this party back in september and saw this guy and was just really intrigued by him. i didn't even talk to him then but his essence was just really captivating to me. later one of my friends had a cypher at his house and this same guy was there, and i complimented his clothes and he said he had made them and so we got into this whole conversation & he said he ✨

✨needed photographers/models for his clothes so i said i had taken pictures before and so about a week later we met up for me to shoot/ model for his clothes. it was really fun and i was really amazed at how cool and kind of a person he was. i did kind of like him in the back of my head but really i was more focused on getting the essence of his clothes across and doing a good job for him artistically. so we were down in this river and had taken some pics and he started saying that he didn’t ✨✨ know if it was just him or not but he felt there was a lot of artistic tension. i cant even remember if i responded bc i guess i was just very entranced but we ended up having sex. i liked it and i liked him but i was also thinking i wanted it to be over and he asked me when to cum and i just said right then even though i hadn’t orgasmed bc it was all very overwhelming. so anyways i took him back to his dorm after that and then for the next 2 weeks or so he was always really romantic through ✨✨texts and in person sending roses emojis and commenting gorgeous on all my instagram pics. so right before thanksgiving break i hung out with him and i wanted to ask if we were friends or more than that. (which is always a dumb thing to do i guess) but i didn’t when i was with him, but i called him later that night and asked and then he just said he’d call me back and hung up. he didn’t call me back but he just texted me that he was just in a relationship for 3 years. and i just said okay I’m ✨✨sorry and that i just wanted him to be happy whether that be my friend or not. so anyways he went to D.C. for break cuz thats where he lives. and i hadn’t gotten my period and just felt weird so on thanksgiving day i took a pregnancy test and i truly didn’t think it was going to happen but it showed up positive and i just remember my vision getting blurry and feeling really shocked. i didn’t call him or anything bc i didn’t want to ruin his break and i guess i didn’t want to be a burden to ✨✨him or for any negative emotions to be associated with me so i just kept it to myself until he got back which really depressed me and freaked me out. so when he came back i asked him if i could talk to him cuz i really needed a friend out of him and so i was in his dorm and told him that i was pregnant and he just looked shocked and then i said “but i don’t plan on staying pregnant” and he was like oh i see what you’re saying. and then he was about to say something then decided not to and i ✨✨was like no say it. and i don’t remember his exact words but he said that that meant we could have sex without him a condom/ pulling out and i just said “oh.. yeah” bc again i guess i was just shocked by that response and so he started kissing me and we had sex again. idk i think it was later that night that i asked if he would come to my appointment with me and he said yes. and then later i texted him asking if he would and that it was friday of that week. (this was exam week right before ✨✨christmas break) and i texted him if he was busy this friday and he said no he was leaving that night (tuesday or something) and it just really hurt bc idk how he could forgotten that so it just seemed like he was blowing it off. but i didn’t say it hurt me bc he was already leaving and didn’t want to cause conflict. so then he was in D.C. and we would text a little bit everyday or something and i said i said i wanted to come visit him cuz i was making him a jacket. (painting on it) he kept ✨✨ignoring me or avoiding me when i wanted to talk about how upset or scared i was and so i just put all of my emotions in this painting to give to him. it was of a naked women with her sacral chakra lit up out of her back handing standing on a ground of dead roses but handing the living one to a skeleton with a bloody scythe with his hand extended out to take the flower. o basically it kind of symbolized the sacral chakra of creativity and sexuality being flourished through the relationship. ✨✨so much so that i became pregnant. but that he had implanted these dead roses in me and i had to reap them. but i salvaged one alive rose to give to him as a peace offering and that i will choose love even if i feel wronged. also both the skeleton and the woman had third eyes and a tunnel of sound waves between them and a dove carrying a tuning fork. from the lady to the skeleton. basically to send peace and to tune in to each other. (idk explaining this i kind of feel like a psycho for ✨✨painting this so I’m sorry lol) anyways so i was spending day in and day out painting this before and after the abortion so i could drive to D.C. and give it to him. i called him the night before the abortion saying i was scared and sad and i don’t think he really understood i guess but he said he’d call me the next day (he didn’t) he didn’t really ever bring it up to me or ask how i was doing. and i was too scared to bring it up really except for a few days later when i impulsively called him✨✨to tell him i wasn’t pregnant and he told me he was on acid so we stopped talking. all the while he was posting these kind of sexually explicit posts on instagram. (like the captions were explicit) and it definitely wasn’t about me so it just kind of pushed me into a deeper realm of sadness bc i wanted him to care about me and like me at this point. i had also sent him my film camera bc some girl he was friends with took his and said it was hers now bc he said he was giving it to her as a ✨✨friend. so i felt bad and i have 3 cameras so i offered to give him one of mine. so anyways fast forward a few days and i had finished the painting on the jacket and was about to go to D.C. to hang out with him but i had all these repressed feelings (really really painful feelings of guilt and sadness about the abortion which i don’t really want to get into bc its too much and will probably last me my whole life) and i was upset bc he didn’t really seem to care at all. like he didn’t ask how i✨✨was doing or anything or really talk to me much at all. so i drove like 10 hours to D.C. and was just planning to maybe express my feelings to him when i got there. so i got there and we hung out for two days but i still couldn’t really get myself to say anything. when we hung out it was nice and he showed me some cool things. and when he got the jacket he said it was the greatest gift he had ever received and kissed my face all over and said he was gonna show it to all his friends. the last ✨✨day we hung out i was planning to go to new york and dropped him off at his friends house but i was sitting in my car really nervous and upset that i hadn’t expressed my feelings to him bc i felt like i never would and i’d keep these feelings repressed forever. so i called him and asked him to come out again and he did and we walked around and i didn’t know how to say it so i was just saying that i felt really sad and he then responded with saying that he thought he was a sociopath. and i was ✨✨just like, “no i mean you seem like you have feelings.” and i just said that i felt traumatized and started crying and he just looked at me like he hated me and was scrolling through his phone all throughout this conversation and said that he had male parts and i had female parts and that couldn’t understand my female parts… and i asked him if he thought about this whole situation and he was like only before he went to sleep. and that he wished i didn’t tell him in the first place. and now he✨✨had seen why i had come to see him in the first place and that it hadn’t ruined the whole two days for him. idk he just looked so angry and looked at me with disgust when i was crying and i asked him if he cared and he said yes and looked kind of concerned. but then i said it really didn’t seem like it and started crying and he was like “well, if it doesn’t seem like it then i don’t know what more i can do. I don’t know how much more i can show you that i care” and then it was silent for a bit✨✨and then i was just really frustrated and was saying that i just wanted to feel peace and to resolve this and he was like “well, i don’t talk about my feelings. i just keep them to myself.” and i didn’t know how to respond to that so it was just silent and then he said that his drug dealer was here and got out of my car and said have fun in new york. so after he left my car i just sat there for like 30 minutes and sobbed bc i had never been so confused in my life and never been left feeling so✨✨confused in my life and never been left feeling so hopeless and helpless and terrible. so i drove to new york and sent him a text saying i was sorry and that i shouldn’t have said any of that shit. and idk why i did that bc i really felt like he was the one who should’ve been saying sorry but i didn’t want him to hate me and i wanted it to be resolved. and he just replied with “you’re good” so i spent the next 2 days in new york and just kept myself busy going around the city attempting to ✨✨heal myself somehow. then i drove back home and when i was passing through D.C. i really wanted to see him just to feel better and have the last time i see him before he gets back from break be a little less of a terrible memory. so i asked him if i could buy shrooms, not cuz i wanted to do them but just to see him and he said yes and we met up and he was on shrooms and it was just so strikingly different. like as opposed to two days ago when i had never seen someone look at me with such hate ✨that night i had never seen someone one look at me with such love. and he hugged me and we had a nice conversation. so i just left feeling really confused again and drove home. we didn’t really talk much the rest of the break but he did tell me happy birthday. then i offered to pick him up from the bus stop and he kept pushing the days back but he finally came and i picked him up and took him to his dorm. then we actually hung out since he got back and he came over to my house and we drew ✨✨together. i asked him if he wanted to help me paint my wall and he said yes and to buy unstretched canvas. and i said i meant my wall not the canvas but i figured he wanted to paint together and that’d be fun so i did buy the canvas. so he came over but he just cut the canvas up to make patches for his clothes. so it kind made me feel used cuz he didn’t even help me paint my wall or paint with me but just came over to use my materials. and he was kind of cold to me the whole night until he ✨✨the whole night until he asked me to bring him some tea and he started rubbing me arms and being lovey. so i made him some tea but he didn’t drink it. and it seemed like he wanted to have sex bc he put his arms around me and kept pushing up against me. but i was just too confused and didn’t trust him whatsoever at that point especially since he was cold to me all night until then. so i stopped initiating our hang outs rlly although i did still wanna have a relationship with him. but everyday ✨✨he would ask me what i was doing and he had made this snapchat of him where it said “ i can read between the lines and see that you don’t trust me” and after i saw it he texted me later asking me to hang out. (but i also don’t even know if that was intended for me bc he talks to a lot of other girls too. so we did hang out and did more art together but we didn’t talk much. it was nice though. and he kind of started being more romantic to me and more open and kind. so i just feel I’m in this ✨✨mudslide of i want to like him but he’s also hurt me and i don’t trust him and i want that to be cleared up but i’m starting to think he’s just deceiving me and using me and doesn’t really like me at all. and i saw that he followed my friend on instagram and likes all of her pics of her in her underwear and shit and commented “whats your phone number?” on one of her pics that i was in??? and so i texted asking if he knew her and he said yes, and i said how? and he didn’t answer. so i’m just ✨✨✨assuming he’s hitting on my friend along with a bunch of other girls and idk how to talk to him about it or whether to even bother at this point. the next day i posted this picture of this drawing i did on instagram and he liked it, which is weird bc he hasn’t liked my pictures for weeks. which has also made me feel like he’s playing mind games with me trying to be cold. so i asked him when he was leaving bc he asked for me to take more pics of him and i was gonna do it tomorrow. but he said✨✨but he said the next day and if i wanted to get tea with him and i said yes and asked when to pick him up. but then he asked if i was trying to bless him with sushi train (which is this like sushi buffet that comes on a conveyer belt..) but anyways him just basically asking if i would buy it for him which is like $50 and so i did idk why. and i felt used bc he doesn’t really seem to like me and i don’t understand why he hangs out with me at this point bc i asked him at dinner if i could shoot✨✨with him next week and he said maybe. and when i was driving him back to his dorm his wasn’t talking to me and was just on his phone and then closing his eyes. and i was looking at him and then he was like “will you stop looking at me i can feel your eyes on me and I’m trying to meditate” but like why would you meditate in my car why wouldn’t you talk to me… so idk i took him back to his dorm and he kissed me on the cheek and said he had to go bc he had a quiz tomorrow. but i thought we would✨✨ hang out longer or something. and then he posted some pic on instagram about fucking some other girl. so idk i know this is way too much to respond too. but i honestly don’t know what to do anymore. should i express my emotions to him? even though I’m really scared to because of his last response… or should i just block him and stop contacting him? or should i keep contacting him and just be positive and give him the benefit of the doubt and try and be friends? idk i just feel like he has no ✨✨respect for me and is just using me to buy him things and after every thing I’ve been through with him I’m just at a loss of what to do. i feel traumatized and neglected and paralyzed in my emotions. but i also feel guilt bc i could really be all at fault here and should try and see how he’s feeling and support him and continue being friend with him. i feel that if i bring anything up or block him ill end up feeling more hurt and all i really want at this point is peace. ✨

Okay. This boy is vile, disgusting, I would even say evil. He is manipulating you and using you for sex. he doesn’t care about you in the slightest. He got you pregnant (by manipulating you into a sexual situation under the facade of photography btw) and when you told him he said that meant you should have unprotected sex??? WTF?? That is so awful. You don’t even know if he has and STI or not. It’s a really bad sign when you go into situations with men not expecting to have sex, but you “end up”having sex anyway. That means that they are manipulating you into sex. This boy is inconsiderate of your needs (for example, refusing to go with you to get the abortion). He consistently lies to you, telling you he’ll call or text or do stuff for you but never does (probably because ehe never planned on doing it in the first place). He uses drugs recklessly. He told you he doesn’t have feelings. He consistently makes you feel awful. I mean this boy is just 100% awful and a huge waste of yours (or anyone’s) time. DO NOT TRIP WITH HIM, DO NOT DO DRUGS WITH HIM. He doesn’t care about you and will not take care of you. DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH HIM AGAIN. He is manipulative and uncaring. Stop seeing him. Stop putting effort into this relationship. He is a terrible person. You deserve a million times better than all of this. Block his number, unfollow him on everything. He is awful. You are under no obligation to support him. He doesn’t deserve support from you in the slightest. You are absolutely right when you say that he is just using you. Block him. Stop contacting him.

Love you,Lil

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